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If you know one thing, know yourself |
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Because you can't know someone else |
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This is not an exit, I still remain at large |
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Now I know there's nothing inside me, |
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Now I know that there's just nothing inside |
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(X2) |
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Darkness leads to coloring |
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Even bright days |
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Would be painful without shade. |
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(Shade. Shade. Shade.) |
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This is not an exit, I still remain at large |
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Now I know there's nothing inside me |
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I lack the pieces of a human being |
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Darkness leads to coloring |
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Even bright days |
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Would be painful without shade. |
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Horror leads to comedy |
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Even artists execute negative |
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Space between every victim |
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(This is random) |
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Why do I tear you apart? |
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(Start destruction) |
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Now I know there's nothing inside me, |
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Now I know that there's just nothing inside |
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(breakdown) |
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Now I know there's nothing inside me, |
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Now I know that there's just nothing inside |
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(X3) |
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Darkness leads to coloring |
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Even bright days |
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Would be painful without shade. |
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Horror leads to comedy |
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Even artists execute negative space |
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If you know one thing, know yourself |
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Because you can't know someone else |
